Ten-edge swordsman! Although he has been consolidated, he has just entered this realm. If he wants to hit the realm of great swordsman, that is a different concept.
There are two ways to attack the Great Swordsman realm. One is to accumulate slowly, and when you reach the perfection of the Ten-Edge Swordsman, you can rush in like a boat. The other is to forcefully break through the level.
It is a normal method to accumulate realms to perfection, but just because it is normal, there is nothing outstanding about it.
Just like a person who works step by step, he has no innovative mind and can only work step by step.
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows and decided to directly attack the great swordsman with force. However, this would require a large amount of sword energy support. Even if he had been trying his best to absorb it all day long, he would not have enough time!
"Tomorrow is the time to register for the Advanced Noble Competition. It seems that for the time being, I can only suppress my ambition to reach the realm of great swordsman.
Lu Ming shook his head helplessly. What he lacked most was time, but it was still not enough if he grasped it so fast.
"It's time to settle down."
Lu Ming continued to sit cross-legged, and his brain began to spin, trying to sort out all his understanding of swords. After all, he used to understand swords from a high point. Now his strength is at a low point.
And I have almost climbed up step by step from the starting point, but my understanding of swords has always been at a high point. With this kind of contrast, if I reorganize it, I might have a new enlightenment.
Strength! Whenever I think about it, I will think of this word first. Perhaps many people’s pursuit of it is nothing more than imagining that they want to obtain a corresponding position. But what I pursue is its highest state. This kind of
The differences that arise from the starting point cannot be changed no matter what.
Lu Ming started practicing swordplay in his previous life. There was the joy of breakthrough, the distress when encountering obstacles, the crisis when performing tasks, and the reality encountered in this life...
"Kendo! What exactly is it? Some people say it is a sword or a weapon. And some people say it is a realm, which brings more powerful attack power, and through it, more fame and fortune can be achieved."
Lu Ming shook his head indifferently, "In my opinion, the pursuit of swordsmanship is actually the pursuit of a heart!"
Heart! All things are caused by the mind!
As the saying goes, good people have good intentions, and bad people have bad intentions. However, the sword is the gentleman among soldiers. Kendo allows you to pursue the heart. There is no distinction between good and bad, but a just heart. Just like if you want to kill someone, you must do it right.
Prepare to be killed. If your skills are inferior to others, don't blame others.
Only with the help of the mind and insight into everything can the sword's mind be clear and no longer be troubled by the confusion and confusion on the surface of external things.
"It turns out that the enlightened state of the sword's heart actually allows people to learn how to be a human being? Be a person like a sword?"
Lu Ming shook his head. Although he grasped this concept, he still didn't quite understand it. After all, swords are weapons of killing. If the world was full of swords, wouldn't it mean that there was killing everywhere?
Lu Ming suddenly frowned and thought with some surprise: "But! Where I am now is the Sword Qi Continent!"
Then isn't the rule of the road here - killing!
Lu Ming couldn't believe that on earth, those who cultivated immortals or entered Taoism through martial arts all stayed away from the troubles of the world and tried their best to avoid things involving blood. Even so, nine times out of ten they would be defeated when going through the tribulation.
But this world is so regular, what will it be like to practice to the realm of Sword Immortal?
Is it possible that there are no swordsmen in the sword fairy realm in this world yet? Is this the law of this world?
"Of course! All of this is just my own conjecture. If you don't actually get there, it will be difficult to truly see clearly. So let's let it go for the time being."
Lu Ming relaxed his mind with some relief and decided not to dwell on this matter for the time being. After all, the biggest problem he faced now was time.
Lu Ming stood up, combed his muscles and bones before pulling out the blunt iron sword, mobilizing the sword marks to gather sword intent...
"Wait." Lu Ming suddenly stopped moving, his slightly resolute face frowning tightly, as if he had made a big mistake while performing a task.
"When did my sword mark turn into a faint golden color?"
Lu Ming was surprised to see the sword mark through internal vision. The faint golden color already exuded an aura of nobility. If the emperor in this world is the most noble, then the sword mark at this moment is born with nobility.
"Is this the real supreme sword intention?" The concept of sword intention suddenly flashed in Lu Ming's mind, and now his understanding of sword intention is more thorough than when he reached the realm of supreme sword intention in his previous life! There are many of them
It's all about the use of the sword.
However, what made Lu Ming even more surprised was that the sword mark changed color, and he was not able to notice it at the first time, just like when he traveled through time.
This feeling is very bad. As a killer, Lu Ming never acts rashly and likes to control everything in his own hands. However, the sword mark makes him unaware time and time again. It wants to tell himself that now
If you want to peek into the clear realm of the sword's heart, is there still too much left to do?
The answer is yes, Lu Ming is self-aware.
Lu Ming exhaled a breath of turbid air, and also exhaled the thoughts in his heart. He slowly returned the sword energy in his meridians to his dantian, but stabbed out the blunt iron sword in his hand.
That's right. After Lu Ming finished practicing his internal skills and mental skills, he decided to practice swordsmanship by himself, but this time he would not use sword energy, but would simply practice holding the sword.
Lu Ming could clearly feel that the old sword master was in poor health, and he was staring at him all the time, so he would practice a set of sword techniques for him.
Holding the sword in his hand like a willow catkin, and walking like a dragon under his feet, Lu Ming demonstrates the Tai Chi sword that can unite the inside and outside, cure diseases and prolong life!
However, when Lu Ming practices Tai Chi, he always uses the sword marks to gather his sword intention. The sword without sword energy is loose and natural, the power is smooth, and the speed is appropriate, so that people can see it more clearly.
Buzz! The sword mark trembled violently, like the airflow inside an ancient bell after it was struck. Several pale golden afterimages faintly appeared. This was the moment when the sword intent was concentrated at its strongest!
Zha! The blunt iron sword in Lu Ming's hand suddenly struck out, and struck an iron stone in the woods with one strike.
The old sword master's eyes widened immediately, but he did not see the scene of him cutting off the stone, but leaving a mark on it. But what kind of sword technique was this?
The old sword master began to think about it, but in his memory, he had never seen such a clear, elegant and continuous sword technique. And that blow, although there was no sword energy, was sharper than the sword energy, as if
It is a bowstring that is tightened. Only when it is released can one know how powerful it is. If this little guy had struck such a sword on Xue Mei, who was in the realm of a great swordsman, then she would not have been able to do it at all.
There was no need to go back to the teacher's gate to heal his wounds, and he was buried here directly.
Lu Ming slowly sheathed his sword and looked at the mark with satisfaction. Ordinary swordsmen could not see anything, but a master swordsman like the old sword master could definitely feel the state of the sword.
"This trace exists like a bright light!"
The old sword master was surprised again. The sword intention contained in this sword, and even the direction and application of the sword intention, made him feel like he had an enlightenment. And the realm pass that had stuck him for more than 20 years was actually right here.
The strike of the sword is vividly explained.
"If I pass this pass, I can move forward and become stronger!"
The old sword master felt that he was so surprised that he was already a little numb. How well did this little guy understand the way of the sword?
Because I just tried to use Lu Ming's method, my meridians began to become smoother. Although it was only a small amount, I have been seeking medical treatment for so many years, and the answer I got was completely 'no solution'!
"Is this little guy teaching me?"
Seeing Lu Ming's back silently leaving under the sunset, the old sword master suddenly smiled. As the master of the sword academy and the number one sword holder in Tiandu City, there are at least a few swordsmen who have come out of his sword academy over the years.
There are thousands of people, but in the end, a little boy teaches me, and he has an epiphany and solves his own injury problem...
As the master of the Sword Academy who has educated countless swordsmen, the first sword holder in Tiandu City, and the most powerful old sword master, he is speechless at this moment. Because no matter how powerful or gorgeous his praise is, he cannot express his mood at this moment.
"General, that's right there!"
Outside the dimly lit city, Tang Wanli, who was riding a horse, followed the direction pointed by his soldiers and saw a small house with a light burning in a lonely room.
"Yes." Tang Wanli waved his hand gently, and dozens of soldiers immediately swarmed away and surrounded the house in all directions. A dozen archers stood on the wall or climbed on the tree, drawing their bows and setting arrows.
, the arrow made of fine steel aimed at the window and the door with a cold light.
However, the footsteps of the soldiers were uniform and vigorous, as if they had never thought of marching quietly.
Immediately, the lights in the house's room flickered and went out.
"It's true that he is a thief with a guilty conscience."
Tang Wanli sneered, got off his horse, walked to the gate in a few steps, raised his leg and kicked open the courtyard door, and went inside with his four men.
"People inside, listen, my general has come to pay a visit. Come out quickly to greet him." A soldier shouted, and at the same time he lit a torch in his hand.
In the room, a young man clung to the window and peered through the small gap. When he heard the soldiers shouting, his narrow eyes narrowed: "Is this Zhan Zhan here to pay a visit? But
If I don't take a stand, it seems likely that they will set fire to the house."
The young man lit the lamp, grabbed his sword, turned around, pushed the door open and walked out, "I don't know which of the adults arrived, I'm disrespectful."
"Is this you?" Tang Wanli threw out a portrait. Seeing that the young man was about to quibble, he immediately sneered: "Meng Rulong."